Late September 2019. Heat lingers. Indian summer clings to Provence. Our Drôme hillside villa gleams—Pierre's architectural masterpiece. Vast glass walls frame endless lavender hills. Private. Impenetrable hedges shield us. Pool…
The wrought-iron gates of our family's sprawling estate hummed open. Marble terraces gleamed under summer moon. At fourteen, I roamed free. Father restored outbuildings in the vast domain. Abandoned stud…
The bridal suite door clicks shut. Silk curtains frame French doors to a private terrace. King-size bed dominates, sheets crisp Egyptian cotton, pillows plump. Balneo tub gleams in marble bathroom,…
I met Reginald at my university's end-of-studies gala. Lavish loft in Montreal. Crystal chandeliers. Champagne fizz on tongue. Leather banquettes sticky with sweat. Music throbs. Bodies grind. His brown eyes…
The Moroccan desert enveloped us in golden silence. Our guided trek ended under a canopy of stars. Bedouin tents rose like opulent mirages, thick woolen walls embroidered with intricate Berber…
Early summer heat clings to the Cévennes valley. Our elite circle gathers for friends' wedding in a tucked-away village. The convoy of sleek SUVs winds down dusty lanes to the…
The elevator glided to the fifth floor of the Haussmannian building. We ascended the wrought-iron service stairs to Ben's attic penthouse studio. Paris sprawled below, lights glittering like diamonds on…
Villa Marine hugs the Breton coast. Whitecaps crash below. I lounge in baggy joggers, shapeless sweatshirt. Lunch tray on the patio. Black coffee steams. Headphones hum soft jazz. Languor settles,…
Nation square pulses at 6 PM. Dalou's statue towers, her marble ass gleaming under fading light. Generous curves mock the protesters. I feel them too—ripe, desired. Pierre hunches over his…
It's 6:40 PM. L Bar gleams under soft amber lights, velvet stools whispering against thighs. Not crowded yet. I claim a table by the stage, prime for the local lesbian…